So, it's been a minute. The past couple years have been a long series of ups and down, trials and tribulations, peaks and valleys, love and heartbreak; and the rollercoaster isn't quite over yet. However, through all the turbulence life has thrown at me, music has been my loyal co-pilot. There was a period of about 6 months when I had to put music aside and try to focus on other things, and I couldn't help but feel an enormous void. I felt like I had suddenly ghosted my best friend. I felt guilty knowing my guitar was sitting in a closet. It hurt.
I never realized how much writing and playing music helped keep me sane, and for a period of time, I wasn't doing well. I had closed off an avenue of self expression that is critically a part of who I am. I've realized how much I rely on music to help me deal with my anxiety and depression. I'm someone who tends to internalize everything I'm feeling, and writing and playing music is one of the main ways I'm able to let all that out and communicate all of that outwardly.
A couple months ago, I finally picked up my guitar and started writing again. I started making it a point to go out and play open mic nights every week. I finally started feeling like myself again.
A couple weeks ago, a friend reached out, having noticed my posts about doing music again, and asked if I had ever gotten around to recording my album. After explaining that life got in the way, he said, "Well what the shit? Let's start it"
So, this past Thursday morning, I drove to his house and we started it. The song we recorded and produced, though we're still playing around with it, is miles beyond anything I thought it could be!
I'm so excited to finally be doing this thing I've been trying to do for the past 3 or 4 years, and I'm so excited to share it with you all.